Affectionate male supporting role on the wall [Transmigration Book]

Shen Yulan had a long dream.

Since the beginning of the endless rebirth, he has seldom slept, much less dreamed.

In the past, his dreams were always filled with failure, death, and despair.The accumulation of dozens of reincarnations has made his memory complicated. Once he falls into a dream, he will see the past that he most wants to forget.

But this time, he dreamed of something else.

There is no Junior Brother, no Izumomon, and no death.

He has become another person, a mediocre immortal who spends his days wandering around the world, or doing good deeds every day. His vision is filled with sunshine, sky, and smiles from many people.

The life of this immortal is very simple and very warm.

Later, he met a demon cultivator.

There is no truth in this demon cultivator's mouth. Say today, I am the little snake you saved three years ago. I am a grown-up to repay my kindness. Say tomorrow, I am a beggar who was given a meal by you. Now I am in the limelight. To repay my kindness, said the day after tomorrow, when I was flying a kite that day, I looked up and saw you flying with a sword, and fell in love after a glimpse.

He always tells a lot of lies, but in the end he told this Xianxiu, in fact, there is a truth hidden in all my lies, if you can find it out.

"How about finding it out?"

"I will tell you all the truth."

Xianxiu knew that he had met an idiot, if he hadn't followed him secretly and observed him for so long, how could he have made up all these lies corresponding to his past?

The two gradually approached, their lips touched each other, Xianxiu murmured with a smile, "You like me."

They became Taoist couples.

Xianxiu and Moxiu form Taoist couples, destined to be tolerated by the world.They were careful and kept it a secret.

"Now you can tell the truth, big devil, what's your name?"

"Lu Yu."

Lu Yu didn't look like a big devil at all, not even a demon cultivator, his eyes were always looking at his Taoist companion affectionately, as if he couldn't tolerate anything else.

Xianxiu likes to do good deeds every day, likes flowers and plants, and likes the world, so Lu Yu follows him to practice day by day in his travels, accompany him to do good deeds, accompany him to see flowers and plants, accompany him in the world, and never go anywhere .

Later, he picked up an abandoned child, and he brought the child to Lu Yu, "Can I keep him?"

Lu Yu pointed to his lips, "Just a kiss."

He leaned over and kissed carefully, and then pushed the person away before the gun went off, "Give him a name?"

Lu Yu didn't even look at the child, and said with a smile, "You can choose your surname."

The scene in the dream was changing, time seemed to have passed for a long time, and when he looked up again, the surroundings turned into a cold prison.

In sight, a person in a white Taoist robe walked towards him, and he looked up along the lower edge of the robe.

"Have you repented?"

The moment she saw the face of the visitor clearly, Shen Yulan almost woke up with a start.

It was Master!

But no matter how he yelled, he couldn't control himself in the dream, he just looked up at Gu Andao, shook his head,

"I don't know."

In the dream, Gu Andao was wearing the white Taoist robe of Izumomen, as if he was not yet the master of the sect, and his long hair had not yet turned white, but was still black.

Gu Andao sighed, turned and left.

The dream became blurred again, and the scene changed.

'I' is no longer that immortal cultivator, unable to speak or act.

'I' opened my 'eyes' in the call of a familiar voice, and became the most powerful weapon spirit in the world.

Lu Yu looked down, "I will avenge you, wait for me."

'I' was hysterical because of the pain that went deep into my soul, and I crazily vented the grief in my heart, and countless innocent souls screamed and cried together. Only when the blood was sprinkled on my body, the pain could be alleviated in the slightest.

But these are not enough.

Someone wanted to hurt Lu Yu, so 'I' rushed forward and killed them all.

No one can hurt him.

But in the end, 'I' died and fell asleep in a lonely darkness.

"Shuang'er...no!"

Remember, 'my' name...Rong Shuang.

Rong Shuang had an adopted son during his lifetime, named Rong Bingfeng, after his death, the soul of the injustice persisted, he entered the furnace and turned into a demon weapon spirit, named Shuangjue.

Lu Yu, known as Fengtian Mozun.

What he dreamed was actually the memory of the spirit in his body.

……

Shen Yulan fell into a coma all night, and Le Zhengbai soaked in hot water with him all night, with his palms pressed against his back, continuously delivering the spiritual power of the night, helping his blood warm up.

It wasn't until the next day, when the sun was high, that the blood in his arms regained some color, and he gradually recovered.

After tossing all night, Le Zhengbai felt a little tired, so he didn't come out in a hurry, and rested in the water with his arms in his arms. By the way, he thought about where to find a second suit of clothes when Taoist Shen woke up.

Shen Daochang was still sleeping, as if he had some dream, muttering something very unsteadily.

Le Zhengbai leaned closer to listen, but only heard a few indistinct thick nasal voices. From an extreme distance, he saw Daoist Shen's slightly furrowed brows, his skin that was blushed due to the recovery of body temperature, and two petals that were thicker than usual. More rosy lips.

Since he came to this world, since the first time he saw Shen Yulan, he shot and seriously injured her. From then on, Daoist Shen seldom had such a good-looking complexion. A disturbing bravado.

He looked into the water, the wound he had left with a hidden weapon a few days ago had healed, not even a single scar remained.

Le Zhengbai couldn't help but think that, ignoring the factor that always made him angry, the person in front of him was actually the type he liked very much.

Very... unaware.

When a person is unaware of his own advantages and strengths, he is pleasing, beautiful in appearance but unaware of it, outstanding in talent but unaware of it, and exuding a criminal temperament without knowing it, because In this way, there will be no deliberation or self-righteousness, let alone arrogance and conceit, and every gesture will be natural.

Because he is too ignorant, now he is sleeping in the arms of the enemy, simply thinking that he is still useful and will not be killed, so he is relieved and defenseless.

Le Zhengbai looked deeply at Daoist Shen who had his eyes closed tightly, and the charm in his eyes was a little sadistic and cruel.

He remembered that such a Shen Yulan seemed to be unaware that, as a mortal, he would be hurt, die, or hurt.

Le Zhengbai had thin calluses on his knife-holding hand all year round. At this moment, he grabbed Shen Daochang's loose hair and moved it in front of him, letting it spread out in the water, blurring the scenery under the water.

What you are looking for is out of sight and out of mind, but the result is just the opposite.

Misfortunes never come singly, just as Le Zhengbai finished his fugue and was about to get up, Shen Yulan seemed to be dreaming again, and suddenly showed a painful expression, with a few tears hanging on his eyelashes, Le Zhengbai... really wanted to bully Bully.

At this moment, there was a surge of air outside, and the buzzing of the long sword sounded.

With a bang, the barrier covering the bedroom was completely shattered, and the door was suddenly pushed open.

"Hey, Shen Yulan, you..."

Liu Fangzhou froze at the door, and before Le Zhengbai could raise his head to see clearly, the door slammed shut again.

After a strange moment of silence, Liu Fangzhou stood on the spot, recalling the scene he encountered just now with a stiff expression. Shen Yulan, it seemed, was not awake...

The fragile door was slapped open again, and Liu Fangzhou stood at the door for the second time, only to find that the two of them were no longer in the water. Le Zhengbai was standing up, and hugged Daoist Shen who was still awake.

Le Zhengbai; "You..."

With a bang, the door was closed again.

"...Is there any clothes that Daoist Shen can wear?"

Liu Fangzhou didn't seem to hear Le Zhengbai's question, his face turned blue and then red, and he cursed through the crumbling door, "Le Zhengbai, come out! What kind of gentleman is you when you take advantage of others' danger! Come out and fight with me for three hundred rounds !"

Le Zhengbai seemed to laugh, and asked in an unhurried manner, "When did I say that I am a gentleman, even if I took advantage of someone's danger, you can tell me clearly, whose danger is it?"

Liu Fangzhou was choked for a moment, considering Daoist Shen's face and reputation, but unable to speak directly, he drew his sword and pointed at the door, and sent out all the curse words he had learned in his life.

Behind him, Rong Bingfeng, who came with Liu Fangzhou, stood in the middle of the courtyard, his mind full of doubts and confusion. Seeing that the master seemed to be in a state of despair, but stopped coming forward, he couldn't help being curious. The master opened the door twice just now. , What did you see?

Didn't you say that this time you came to find Daoist Shen?Why did he scold the Black Crow Lord again?

I am very curious, and I really want to ask, but I dare not ask.

Not only did he not dare to ask, but he also dared not go over to look at it. He always felt that if he found out, he would die a miserable death.

You can't ask or read, so you can only guess. The young Rong Bingfeng listened to Master Liu's witty words, and his mind was wide open. A few days ago, Master was so angry when he read those scripts...

Is it...

Rong Bingfeng was soon stunned by his conjecture.

Originally, they were just taking a bath to save people, but when Lezheng Bailiu Fangzhou and the other two didn't explain, and the other scolded non-stop, their brains made up a worse and more shameless picture.

The author has something to say: Shen Yulan: ==|||There is no small theater today, so let's go.